Virir laughed. A deep rumble in his chest that heaved it's way up to become a thrum in his throat and came out sounding more like a large sword being sharpened in a thunder storm than a laugh. "Well, I can't deny that you are beautiful creatures, my dear."

She laughs also, "your just saying that." She flicks her tail again and flares her nostrils, "I wish I had a herd of my own." She sighs and lowers her head for a bite of grass.

With a slight frown, Virir stood and walked away from the mare, stopping a little ways off to examine the surrounding territory. "No, my dear, I never "just say" things. Honesty is the best and only policy for me." He turned and eyed her over his shoulder. "I'm afraid a storm is coming, we should seek shelter. And from there...I swear to help you find a herd for yourself."

She lifts her head and grins, "alright, and I meant "your just saying that" as in you made me blush. But you are right, we need to seek shelter." The wind blew and the scent of a nearby coyote reached her nostrils. "Theres a coyote roaming about." She sighs, "coyotes are known to sometimes attack horses. Especialy mares like me"

"Ah, yes. Coyotes. Never fear, my dear. Those small creatures wouldn't dare to stand up to me. If they try to come close, I will show them what my talons can do." He nodded his head as if he'd decided something very important, then started at a slow pace towards the east. "I believe I see a fairly large grouping of trees over there. They should give us shelter from the rain."

Myana nodded, "then we shall go there." She began walking along with him towards the trees.